A version of this story was first published on my blog, sweetfineday.com on February 2017.

I shared this image that I created of me and my grandmother watching over my two daughters on Instagram a few days after my grandmother died. She was 94 when she passed away and lived a far longer life than I think anyone would have expected, given that she outlived pretty much all her peers. Still, as ready as she was to go, a death of a loved one — whether or not we are prepared for it — is always hard. We’ve lost quite…


I was 19. Young, in art school, and living in the East Village. A friend of mine had told me about a seasonal job that he had for the past couple of years and recommended that I go in for an interview when Macy’s put out a casting call in November. It paid well, he said, and at $10 an hour the pay indeed seemed like a fortune at the time. Plus, if you did a good job being an elf, you were invited back every season and your pay increased by a dollar every year. Seemed like easy money…


On returning to art after 20 years

In many ways, this year hasn’t gone the way that I thought it might. I’m not sure what I expected when my start up job ended back in May and I transitioned back to freelance and our bakery biz, but I thought I would have more time than I ended up having. But as it goes, you can neither predict nor totally control life. There are many things that I can’t cross off my list this year, but the one thing I can cross off is that I’ve started to draw and paint again. …


This is a story about loss and grief, and how one tragic event became the catalyst for a new beginning.

This past May, I closed doors on two chapters of my life — two very different chapters, but whose timing was inextricably intertwined. It’s only with a little distance that I have begun to realize that there’s an almost poetic, uncanny parallel to the timing that can’t be ignored; both stories begin and end at the same time.

Change. Sometimes we welcome it and sometimes we fear it. There are times when change occurs gradually and goes virtually unnoticed until one day you suddenly realize you’re in a different place. Other times you’re cornered into submission; we change because there…

Jenna Park

Designer and creative strategist. Avid photographer. Occasional artist. I used to own a Brooklyn bakery.

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